I didn't really take a break, I just had TECHNICAL difficulties (you know who you are if you're reading this), but I'm back on track and would like to share how my world shifted since I last wrote. It all came about on a crazy Monday night... a first date at a Burlesque show with a tall, fine, half-Korean half-black guy. But before I get into my story, I would like to say thank you to Jessica A. for coming aboard and helping with this project. The blog shoot will be happening in two days too, so I am really excited. I have some really amazing people pulling together to make this happen, so thanks in advance to Josh, Asif, Josie, Tammy and Sarah--you'll hear more about them in my future post.
Back to the story: I work with Honi Harlow, a burlesque performer who has amazing shows every first Monday of the month at Fontana's in NYC. While shopping at PathMark in Harlem, I bump into this gorgeous guy. I won't get into specifics of how he wooed me with his beauty, but we pretty much got past the part where there were no diapers in his cart--meaning he didn't have children, pay attention please. Blinded by his beauty, I invited him out to Harlow's show. He looked exactly how I remembered and a few of my coworkers confirmed he was gorgeous. So we chat, watching the show, everything is cool, and afterwards we agree to go to my favorite bar and have a few drinks. We sit down and start chatting, everything still cool, and he starts telling me about this Scotch he enjoys, so we decide to have two glass of Lagavulin neat. I don't know what happened, but for some strange reason I drank the entire glass in one shot-- thinking it was a shot. This guy looked at me with amazement and couldn't believe what I did and neither could I!! So feeling a little embarrassed, I jumped into a convo trying to take the attention off myself. We get on the topic of age--I'm 25, he's 39. Biggie, no biggie, whatever--well, he decides to make the comment that I'm "way too young" for him, which I personally thought was rude. Then he proceeds to tell me he isn't that available anyway, because he has a kid on the way, and shows me a picture of a sonograph on his iPhone!!
Well, thank my angels I had that "shot", because I could only smile, and mention that he was an asshole and I was ready to go. See, what you don't know is that before that date, some work projects didn't go as planned and came crashing down. This guy made everything a little worse--but then better after I had a conversation with someone who pointed out that, when you're open to receiving, you attact great things... but you will also attract some bad. You recognize them for what they are, hopefully learn a lesson, and continue on with your life. I learned something outside myself made me have that drink, and when you're open to receiving, you get lots of things. So don't let one bad apple stop you!
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